Can someone talk about this, but for anxiety/depression? Because every single time I have a health issue I'm basically told Oh You Just Need To Calm The Fuck Down And Be Happier.

I tell anyone who will listen that if I didn't have a reasonably sane husband, I'd be a cat lady. I've worked him up to three so far, and might actually have to stop acquiring cats, since a month after the third came home I proclaimed three cats to be "too many". (I think the more reasonable proclamation would be "No…

Strange, my local Target opened in the last two months and they had them in the flyer this week marked way down. I laughed and thought "Who would put that name at the front of their flyer this week? Seriously? The news, have you heard of it?"

That lady is just crazy. I get the false-assumption-of-pregnancy thing a few times a year, and it infuriates me *except* for when it gets me a free seat. One time an older-ish man gave me his seat at the bus stop and then made a joke to my boyfriend about how he didn't get the seat because he wasn't pregnant like I…